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ኳ͎‘ᄳɨd˜̏ੀໞণdနᙂۧۧϼf⶯২                              ږ০ڀᆠઋၛ׳dɽήλ྅݊቗ɪɓ˪රږή
         ͛ྡྷఫցࢺd૴੻᜸കεˇf௾⹉̬ኣଂଂd                              ಡfډʆᛷ݊Զւᝈ˰ࠪമᔜٙɧॴ̚ᔴdภ
         ৾ዱ೓ၢಞВfׁԈတචᒲᚣdෆːषɿ˂                               ৣږ০ڀڀऎdіˏೌᅰ༷܄ձ࠰܄ۃԸಃ
         ૹf™̏ੀٙໞণݗൂdఱ྅ฉ͎ۧۧϼ̘f                              ໋f̻ᇠٙʆսɪකတɓᐨᐨeɓᐨᐨٙරږ
         ΪމҢʔί࢕d଒೎࠮يٙᒢɿ̺တϲྡྷdᒯ                              ڀϢdၧַʔഒd׳଻ૐ̘dλ఻ຬϢږ০ڀ
         Ӛίఫց༁f͎ፋٙՇ᜸ɓ֛ɰᄣ૴ʔˇͣ                               ݈ɝ଻ᖣdჀޮৎႀᇨᇨfவ఻ϋԸdӊுږ
         ቻfఫᔤί௕ฮٙᐍԉჼ̣dذዱʊ๘d͎ፋ                              ০ڀ֙dҢձ Robinson ேึۃԸd߈૞׵ڀ
         ᒔίމҢ໾ၢ֠͊ҁϓٙВ؂f್ׁױ᎘ɓ                               ऎගdးઋԮաഹတတٙරږईဘfϤࣛdߵ
         ૐd̨චɪϘʊ̺တᒲᚣdܠׂ͎ፋ༷ٙɿʥ                              ਷ईဘ་ɛ William Wordsworth ᑖلɛɹٙ˥
         ί˂ૹdฮІۧଅf                                         ̀The Daffodils‘ᐼ݊ึ৪ɝ໘ऎdҢҗֽ
             ͎ፋືԸᑗࣛdຠ̷݊ໞণڀସකٙ֙                             ޶ՑჃί˂ᗙٙ˥̀ڀձ଻ۃٙږ০ڀίฆࠬ
         ືfӊϋ 1 Ց 5 ˜dЗ׵࿎ʷጤڀእඊډʆ                           ʕჀޮήᇨᇨ΍ႀfধਗ਼͉་ձקᙇΐ׵ܝd
         ᛷࣙٙɓ዆˪ʆսήɽߒϞ 30 ຬࣺٙږරЍ                            ձɽ࢕ʱԮl


             The Daffodils                                  ˥̀


             I wandered lonely as a cloud                    Ң֘ዹဎغ
             That floats on high o’er vales and hills,       ೓νί๣ԋձʆ˳ɪ٤ᙗᐗٙථϢf
             When all at once I saw a crowd                  ߉್ගdҢ೯ତɓᐨᐨ
             A host of golden daffodils.                     ɓᐨᐨරږ˥̀d
             Beside the lake, beneath the trees              ίዓɨdίಳᗙd
             Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.           ᔕᙜႀਗ׵ฆࠬʕf
             Continuous as the stars that shine              ஹၧʔᓙҗֽᐿ݋ᓃᓃ
             And twinkle on the Milky Way ,                  ɓ৪ɓ৪׵ვئගd
             They stretched in never-ending line             வԬ˥̀ೌ˟ೌးၧַ
             Along the margin of a bay:                      ௨ഹಳᗙj
             Ten thousand saw I at a glance                  ׳଻ૐ̘dɓຬϢ݈ɝ଻ᖣd
             Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.         ̸ᚥ̛޸Ⴠޮৎႀᇨᇨf

             The waves beside them danced, but they          ɓࣙd❼❼ಳΈጺညd
             Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:            һᛖϖ̈˥̀ࠬ۶ၞߒɷᄮϵత
             A poet could not but be gay                     Ԓމ་ɛdҢʔ͟ᛇః௚ᚔd
             In such a jocund company!                       ϞϤݺᆌԄМ޴௑l
             I gazed--and gazed--but little thought          ບɽ଻ɓ޶Ύ޶dࣿʔٝ
             What wealth the show to me had brought:         ϤઋϤ౻ʘ׵Ң݊εჿޜ൮l
             For oft, when on my couch I lie
             In vacant or in pensive mood,                   ̥Ϊ੬੬d຅Ңίٶ࿷ሽd
             They flash upon that inward eye                 ʫː٤ൈא઒ઍd
             Which is the bliss of solitude;                 ːᜳʘ଻ึ˵ତϤ౻൥d
             And then my heart with pleasure fills,          Ϥɗዹஈࣛɪ˂ʘሮ၅i
             dances with the daffodils.                      ཭ࣛdҢᛇؚོႀd
                                                             ၾԟԬ˥̀ᇨᇨ΍ႀl




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